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The X Files

Hatochiisai

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Criminal Minds, OR the X Files

Hotch/Reid Meep!!!! Homosexual intercourse in this chapter!!!

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Chapter 3

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Hotch gasped, staring through the dark at the lithe body before him. He was gripping thin hips, helping them rock and move… His thick erection was buried deep within the tight satin heat of his lover’s body, and the boy was moving up and down on him as he sat straddling the man’s lap. Long fingers gripped Hotch’s shoulders tightly and the boy’s head fell back with a low moan.

“God, Spencer…” Hotch groaned when Reid tightened his muscles as he lifted himself off of Hotch. Hotch pulled Reid close and kissed him as the boy sank down again, impaling himself on his superior’s length. Reid drew back and arched forwards, hissing as Hotch bowed his head and took a nipple between his teeth, gently sucking and biting the tender flesh.

Across the street, the boy “listened” in on the pair. Dark chocolate locks fell into unfocused midnight blue eyes. He waited…

“Aaron… God…” Reid whimpered as the fingers on his hips gripped him hard enough to leave dark bruises across his milky skin. He continued to rock against Hotch’s body, even as the muscles in his thighs and abdomen tightened and his breath came in short, erratic gasps. “Aaron… I… I can’t… I’m… I’m gonna… Nnnh!! I’m gonna… nnh—AH!!!” Hotch held Reid tightly, then bucked up into the tight channel, quivering as a result of the orgasm that washed through the youth’s body. Hotch groaned as his own manhood throbbed, filling the boy with his seed.

Reid let out a soft mew, then slumped forward into Hotch’s arms, resting against his chest. Hotch wrapped the boy in his arms and held him close. Both simply bathed in the warmth of the other, sated.

Outside, the boy closed his eyes. The time was now. He slipped into Reid’s mind…

“Spencer?”

“Hm?” Reid sighed.

“We need to talk.” Hotch murmured, running a hand up and down Reid’s back. Reid blinked and sat back, looking at him. Hotch sighed, looking up at Reid. He lifted a hand and ran it through Reid’s hair. “… I love you. You know that, right?”

“… Yes.” Reid smiled. “I love you too… What’s bothering you?”

“Reid…”

“Uh oh.”

“What?”

“You called me Reid.” The younger pointed out. Hotch sighed again.

“Reid… when we get back to Quantico… I’m taking you out of the field.”

“You… What?!” Reid yelped, looking shocked. “Take me out of the field?! Hotch! Why?!”

“Why?! Reid… LOOK at yourself! I never should have let you into the field to begin with! I kept telling myself that you would… grow into being a field agent. But you haven’t. You stayed the same.” Hotch said. Reid stared at him, stunned.

“Hotch… if this is about my wanting to stay here on this case, I—“

“No. It’s not just about that.”

“Then what is it about?!” Reid cried.

“This is about Owen Savage.” Hotch said firmly.

“What?! But Hotch, we—“

“This is about Tobias Hankel.” Hotch interrupted. Reid froze. “This is about Nathan Harris, the Anthrax, Benjamin Cyrus, Phillip Dowd, Shane Harvey, Jack Vaughn and God only knows what else.”

“… Aaron…?” Reid whimpered, looking near tears. Hotch just stared at him.

“… This is your last case in the field.” The Unit Chief said, gently placing his hands on Reid’s upper arms. Reid jerked and slapped them away, standing and gathering his clothes. Hotch sighed. “Reid…”

“Don’t.” Reid gasped, his voice strained. He pulled on his pants and t shirt, not bothering with his boxers, and then his sneakers, not bothering with socks. Hotch sighed and stood.

“Reid. Please understand.” He said, reaching out and placing a hand on Reid’s shoulder. Reid whirled and glared.

“Understand what?!” Reid snapped. “That you don’t trust me in the field?! So what now?! When we get back!? Are you going to stick me in some bunker like Garcia?! That may be great for her, but I’m a Field Agent, dammit! And you want to take me out of the field?!”

“Reid—“

“Damn you, Hotch! You have no right!” Reid was shouting now. He suddenly planted his hands on Hotch’s shoulders and shoved. Hotch stumbled back and Reid pursued him. “I am NOT on this team to sit at a desk all day! If you don’t trust me to be a Field Agent then you can’t trust me to be on your team! And if you can’t trust me to be on your team…” Reid’s angry shouting was now a strained whimper. “Then how can you trust me as anything else? And… How can I trust you?” A moment later, tears breeched his eyes and ran down his face. He looked devastated.

“Reid… I’m doing this because I care about you.” Hotch said, staring Reid in the eye. “I love you.”

“… Screw you.” Reid hissed, then turned, flung open the door to their motel room, and slammed it shut behind him.

The boy stood in the shadows across the street, watching the young agent run down the street. He turned his eyes back to the door of the motel room. Hotch was stumbling out the door, zipping up his jeans and looking around.

“REID!” He called, looking very worried and confused. The boy smirked, and melted into the shadows.

The door to the next motel room opened.

“Hotch!? What’s going on?!” Rossi demanded, and Morgan peered out over his shoulder. Prentiss and Scully poked their heads out of the next room.

“Something’s wrong with Reid.” Hotch said urgently. “He… He’s not right.”

“… I’ll get Mulder.” Scully said, turning and scurrying down to the next room.

“… We’ll get dressed.” Morgan said, and he and Rossi disappeared into their room again. Five minutes later, they were all in Hotch’s room. The man was dressed and pacing, telling the group what had happened (while leaving out the fact that they had been naked and… physically united when it all began).

“--and suddenly, he got upset.” Hotch said, waving a hand. “He was yelling at me, upset about me taking him out of the field. Something about sticking him in an office like Garcia… and he… he shoved me and started shouting… about how if I don’t trust him in the field then I don’t trust him at all and why should he trust me and then… he left.”

“What were his eyes like?” Mulder asked.

“… Confused. Unfocused.”

“The UnSub.” Mulder sighed. “Whatever Dr. Reid saw and heard… he made him see and hear it.”

“… But… why?” Prentiss asked. But Hotch was looking horrified.

“… To get him away from us.” The man gasped.

“… To get him alone.” Morgan said. The pair stared at each other, then bolted for the door.

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Reid dropped to his knees, gasping for breath, his entire body shaking from the exertion of running as far and as fast as he had run. At least, that’s what he tried to tell himself. But he knew it wasn’t completely true. He closed his eyes as he felt the burning of tears within them. A moment later, a ragged sob escaped his chest.

Hotch…

How could he? How could he?!

“AHNG!” Reid exclaimed, slamming his fists into the ground. “That son of a bitch…” He whimpered, the tears blurring his vision. “Dammit…”

“No one is ever there for you.”

Reid gasped and jerked his head up. A figure was moving towards him. A moment later, the figure stepped out of the shadows and into the moonlight. Slowly, Reid stood. He stared at a boy approximately fifteen years old. He was about 5’3” with a slight build. He had pale lily white skin with short, dark brown hair and midnight blue eyes. He was Japanese…

“It’s you.” Reid gasped. “Who are you?”

“The one who is always ignored.” The boy said.

“What’s your name?”

“… Nagi. Nagi Naoe.”

“… You did this.” Reid breathed. “Hotch… he…”

“I only made him say what he wanted to.” Nagi said in his monotone voice… It seemed so… alien to Reid. So dead to emotion… soft and frail. “We are always hurt by the ones we love. And who love us. Betrayal is inevitable. Sometimes, we are better off alone.”

“No.” Reid said, shaking his head.

“… No?”

“I spent my entire life alone.” Reid confessed. “It’s a long, depressing existence. Like a tunnel with no light at the end of it. My father left. My mother wasn’t there for me… she was trapped in her own world… I had no other family. No friends. No one but me.”

“We are the same, then.”

“But then I found joy in life. Happiness. Purpose.”

“… How?”

“… I joined the BAU.” Reid said. “The people on my team are more than my colleagues. They are my friends. They are my family. They are my world.”

Nagi said nothing.

“… You could have found something like that some day.” Reid continued.

“I could have?”

“… Then you killed someone.” Reid continued. “You’ll go to jail.”

“No I won’t.” Nagi replied. “Somehow, I doubt that ‘he killed them with his mind’ will hold up in court.” Reid was silent. He didn’t want to admit it, but the boy was right.

“You know we can’t let you walk free.”

“And do you know what will happen to me if the government gets their hands on me?”

“No.” Reid admitted.

“It won’t be good. I’ll be a lab rat. Do you want that?”

“Of course not.” Reid said. “But you’re a murderer. We can’t let you walk free.”

“You’ve killed.” Nagi pointed out.

“… That’s different.” Reid said, frowning.

“How?” Nagi asked. “Because you wear a badge? Because you killed in self defense?”

“Well…”

“I killed in self defense. And now I kill to defend others. Like you.”

“The only times I’ve killed were because if I didn’t someone else was going to die right then and there.” Reid said. “The people you killed were not holding the life of someone else in their hands.”

“They held the lives of their children!” Nagi said.

“They were NOT holding guns to the heads of their children!” Reid cried.

“So because the lives of the children were not in direct immediate danger, I am not allowed to protect them? I just let the abuse continue? How many of those children wished to be dead? How many of those children might have faced death if they were left with their parents? How many would consider taking their own lives just to escape it? The law obviously is doing nothing to protect them. So I will.”

“And I can’t let you.” Reid said, walking up to Nagi. The pair stared at each other.

“… You can’t stop me.” Nagi said calmly. His eyes widened and Reid gasped as he suddenly levitated up off of the ground. He couldn’t move his body.

“What are you doing?!”

“… Proving a point.” Nagi said, staring up at Reid suspended ten feet up off of the ground.

“REID!” Nagi turned. Hotch and Morgan were running across the grass, guns in their hands. They were followed closely by the others. Nagi turned and stared at them. Reid hung in the air between the Agents and the UnSub eyes wide in fright. Hotch, Morgan, Prentiss and Rossi just stared up at their young teammate, eyes wide and mouths hanging open, unable to believe what they were seeing.

“… Put him down!” Morgan finally ordered. Nagi stared calmly at the armed agents. Then he looked up at Reid. Reid yelped as his arms and legs were jerked out, leaving him hanging spread eagle in the air. A moment later, a red glow appeared in Nagi’s eyes.

A sound sliced through the air and Reid cried out. The team stared as a slash appeared on the back of his shirt, and a moment later the material began to turn red with blood.

“PUT HIM DOWN, NOW!!!” Hotch shouted, leveling his gun on the boy’s head. The boy stared back calmly. His eyes flashed and Reid gasped again as another slash appeared. “STOP IT!!!” Hotch roared, and took a step closer. The boy raised a hand and held it out as if he were holding something. Reid jerked and thrashed, letting out a strangled gasp. He could move again but he clawed at his throat… He was being strangled.

“STOP!!!” Hotch shouted.

“Kid, put him down!” Mulder ordered.

“Son, you don’t wanna do this!” Rossi called.

“Leave. Me. Alone.” The boy ordered softly.

“REID!” Morgan yelled. The boy’s struggling was weakening. His mouth was wide open as he tried to gasp for air, and he stared helplessly into the night sky. Slowly, his hands fell to his sides. And Morgan pulled the trigger. A shot rang out.

“… Oh my God…” Scully breathed. The Agents all stared with wide eyes. The boy stood there, his own eyes wide and glowing red. His hand was no longer gripping the air but was held palm out, fingers splayed. Twelve inches before his hand the bullet sat frozen in the air. The boy lowered his hand, and the piece of metal fell to the grass. A moment later, the boy’s eyes flashed again and the Agents were struck by an unseen force and hurtled several yards back. When they managed to get to their feet again, the boy was gone.

Hotch stumbled across the ground, running over to Reid. The boy was lying on his side in the grass. Hotch fell to his knees by his subordinate’s side.

“Reid… Spencer…” He gasped, pulling the youth into his arms. Reid winced and groaned, coughing.

“… Hotch…” He groaned. The others surrounded them.

“Reid… are you okay?!” Morgan gasped.

“I… Yeah… I… I’ll be okay…” Reid gasped. Then he looked at Hotch. And he just stared.

“Reid… Whatever you heard me say… I didn’t say it.” The man said, softly. Reid narrowed his eyes slightly, searching his superior’s face. “… I’m not taking you out of the field, Reid.”

“If you didn’t say it, how do you know what you said?” Reid demanded to know.

“Because I could hear you. You were yelling at me. I could hear your side of the conversation.” Hotch said. Reid looked down. “Can you stand?” Hotch asked. Reid nodded and stood. “Turn around.” Hotch said, turning Reid and lifting his shirt. “… They’re not bad.” He said, looking at the two long cuts that streaked across Reid’s back. “They’re shallow. They’ve already stopped bleeding. Let’s get those cleaned out. Come on.”

“Aaron.” Reid said, suddenly.

“Yes?”

“… I’m sorry.”

“… For what?”

“… For letting him get into my head like that… for being fooled by the illusion. For thinking that you actually would… well…”

“It’s okay. Come on. Let’s go back.” Hotch said, and guided Reid back towards the motel.

“… His name is Nagi.” Reid blurted suddenly, halfway back.

“What?” Mulder asked.

“Nagi.” Reid said. “He told me his name. He feels that he is protecting the children. Because no one else is.”

“And?”

“… He… He’s all alone, Hotch.” Reid sighed. “He’s… so lost…”
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